j. scott may – at hand lyrics
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to push
to pull
is such
a chore
to spin
and twist
is such
a bore
for all it seems to do is breed
the hate, the l+st, the sloth, the greed
to have a house built on the shifting sand
to have this view with still the tide at hand
i still wish that i were built on the rock
but then there’d be nothing left to cop
yet still the irony leaves me
waiting i’m still left retrieving
keeping up with the retreating skies seems to be fleeting
what other options have i left to land
i’ll sit here waiting for the tide at hand
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